Luke was at a club with Michael, but it felt like he was here alone. Michael was having a conversation with some man, and they've been talking for a really long time. Luke was bored.
"Do you wanna dance?" He heard from behind him. He turned around, and held onto Michael's arm as he looked up at the man. He had to be 6'7
"Michael can I go? I'm bored." Luke asked.
"Yeah, but be careful. Don't let him touch you." Michael whispered to Luke, kissing his forehead.
"Can you just dance with me instead?" Luke asked.
"I'll come get you in a minute, okay? Go have fun." Michael said, so Luke nodded, following the man to the crowd of people dancing.
They just introduced themselves and danced for a while before the man turned Luke around, grinding into him.
"W-Wait-" Luke started, but the man held him there.
Luke felt a hand grabbing his bum roughly. "Please, no." Luke whimpered, trying to get away. He just wanted Michael.
"No!" Luke shouted as he felt the man pulling him towards the door. "I don't wanna go." Luke said, trying his hardest to rip his arm away.
"Hey, man. Let him go." Someone said, noticing what was going on.
"It's okay, he came with me. I need to drive him home. He's drunk." He said, pulling Luke into his chest.
"No- No I didn't. My boyfriend is over there-" Luke started but felt a hard pinch on his side, causing him to wince, and fall further into the strange mans arms.
He was quickly rushed over to the door, but he kicked and thrashed around until the man dropped him.
He ran through the crowd of people until he found Michael. He didn't care that there were guys talking with him, he hugged Michael as tight as he could, never wanting to let go.
"Baby, what's wrong?" Michael asked, and Luke just cried into his shoulder.
Michael handed his drink to one of the guys so he could hold Luke.
"That- that man started touching me, a-and he wouldn't let me go. I kept telling him no, but he would just touch me more. He tried pulling me out, and getting me to go with him, but I got away, and you can't let him near me." Luke cried.
"Baby, I think we should just go home, okay?" He asked, and Luke nodded.
"Walk in front of me." Michael said, holding Luke's hand tightly. He kept his free hand on Luke's waist, wanting to get him out safely.
"You're safe with me."
